When the trees speak whispers in my ear through the rustling of the wind in their leaves, my heart pumps rapidly. My ears attune to the sound interpretting the secrets they bestow to me. And I sit on an old log in an abandon forest simply enjoying the company of the breeze and it's music. For it's in the simple moments of silence that one can learn all of the secrets of the world. To sit in awe of one wild moment can open a person to millions of ounces of knowledge that this mother earth just let's slip by. Following the path of a stream. Dancing in the rain of falling autumn leaves. Or resting your head on the shoulder of a worn canyon rock. It's what you chose to know that you learn.
